Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1558 Laughing Lord Takes Action, Fighting Head-on with Titles!
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Unlike Yuwen Changtai, Qiu Long's stealth was not as obvious. His figure moved as quickly as ink splashed on a wall, and his toes stepped silently over the moss. He chose to move close to the cold stone wall at the outermost edge of the building.

The aura was concealed to the point of near non-existence.

The vast distance kept him in the blind spot of the perception of the powerful figures on all sides of the battlefield, like a pebble sinking to the bottom of deep water, silently avoiding the vast network of perception spread out in layers.

He made it so that neither Ma Zhibin nor Lian Changzhi in the first segment, nor Yang Jingxue in the second segment, noticed him.

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The northeast corner of the northeast attic, which is obviously the outermost part.

The figure in the shadows had been lying in wait for some time.

"Choulong's" gaze was like a cold snake's tongue, watching the Soul Saints fall into a disadvantageous position, watching the Soul Saints fall into a disadvantageous position, watching the War Halberd Soul Saint be surrounded and beaten to death.

Indifferent!

He could see the blurry silhouette of a figure behind the railing of the pavilion in the distance, and Chen Xiaojun's figure remained firmly standing there.

At first, he expected the young man to rush into the battle as impatiently as ever, and even secretly planned to launch a fatal attack the moment the other party ran out of the attic.

The attic was quite far from the end of the corridor where he was hiding, separated by the boiling flames of war and the chaotic flow of soul energy. That distance made a precise attack a pipe dream.

We need Chen Xiaojun to come out.

Qiu Long's cheek twitched slightly, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down in the shadows.

He seemed to be chewing something silently, which eventually turned into a barely perceptible breath that escaped from between his teeth.

He didn't come out in the end... A hint of sarcasm flashed through his mind.

This kid has learned his lesson; he's become like a turtle hiding in its shell.

This thought annoyed him somewhat, as the prey cunningly avoided the carefully laid trap.

A glint of light flashed in his eyes, and a decision was made.

He stopped paying attention to the attic and fixed his gaze on He Qiang and the other six.

These seven people had just gone through a life-or-death battle and were now exhausted and panting, at their weakest point.

Bone-spur-like fingers silently brushed across the dust on the ground.

The floor tiles silently developed spiderweb-like black patterns, like ink spreading on rice paper.

At first, there were a few thin cracks, and then countless deep black fissures spread from his fingertips toward He Qiang and the other six.

The secret technique "Abyss Devouring Demon"!
The bluestone slabs on the ground seemed to be plowed open by an invisible giant claw, shattering without making a sound.

The darkness did not descend from above, but silently "flowed" out from those rapidly spreading cracks—like countless strands of viscous black asphalt condensing and rising, instantly weaving a massive black net that blotted out the sky above He Qiang and the others, or like a colossal shadow beast silently gathering, carrying a pure, bone-chilling devouring aura, silently collapsing and pressing down on the seven exhausted figures below.

Wherever the black tide passed, even the remnants of soul power floating in the air were instantly wiped away.

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The air in the attic suddenly became thick and sticky.

Qiu Long's movements were not slow—but even faster than his Black Tide was the surge of mental fluctuations in Xiao Yi's suddenly contracting pupils.

The moment those long, delicate eyelashes trembled...

[Fourth Soul Skill - Whisper of the Annihilation Vine]

As those two pale white hands turned up, the evergreen vine, carrying the desolate aura of an ancient forest, rapidly broke through the air.

The hissing sound of thousands of vines tearing through space was like the simultaneous flicking of tongues by millions of venomous snakes.

A dark green wave of death surged along the ground, and wherever the grayish-brown sheen of the leaf edges passed, the bluestone slabs sizzled and were instantly covered with a decaying white frost.

The implications of destruction and decay are like an invisible vortex, with layers of gray-green ripples crashing into the surging, sky-covering black tide.

*Thud! Boom! Whoosh!*
A series of dense collisions exploded like muffled thunder. The deathly still vine waves and the murky black tide were locked in a fierce battle. As each vine was corroded into black smoke, an even denser wave of destruction burst forth from the tips of the newly sprouted vines, with more than a dozen waves of vines crashing down one after another.

But the power of a Title Douluo is ultimately as vast as a mountain. A roar like an abyss came from the depths of the black tide, and the waves suddenly rose more than twenty meters. The viscous darkness, like oil, carried countless twisted, wailing faces and pressed down hard on the increasingly dim Vine Language Barrier.

The Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword appeared in Chen Xiaojun's hand, its blade illuminating the trajectory of stars.

Fifth Soul Skill - Azure Lotus Divine Light

The trajectory of the sword's blade unfolded into a giant blue lotus shadow.

There was no earth-shattering eruption; the blue light was calm and condensed, like an aurora column cutting through the night sky. The purifying divine light, more than ten meters wide, silently cut into the core of the black tide.

Wherever it went, the viscous darkness boiled and steamed like grease on a hot iron, and the wailing faces formed from evil thoughts twisted and melted in the light.

A massive purification channel pierced through, causing the black tide, which was struggling against the vine waves, to tremble violently, its surging momentum visibly weakening.

XiXi is keeping up with the latest developments.

She held a golden trident, with the phantom of the Sea God Martial Soul appearing behind her, and her body fluctuating with level 57 soul power.

Four years ago, she was only level 34, but now she has jumped 23 levels to completely catch up with Chen Xiaojun's twin martial soul cultivation progress.

She consumed no less high-grade spiritual medicine and resources than Chen Xiaojun, and she also took a fairy herb cultivated in the Sea Mystic Realm—the Sea Soul Coral Fruit.

It greatly enhanced her soul power and mental strength.

This magical herb contains the ancient memories of the coral forest and the power of the ocean's soul, allowing her to perceive the ocean's past and future and summon ancient marine creatures to protect it.

Her jade-like arms stretched out, the tip of her golden halberd stirring up the wind and clouds.

"Tides rise and fall, waves surge through the ages, the secret of water control—truly riding the tide!"

Xixi's golden trident swung out in a 90-degree fan-shaped trajectory.

The air swept by the halberd tip suddenly rose into real ocean waves—not simulated airflow, but indigo waves formed from dense water elements.

The waves are over ten meters high, and before the previous wave has even receded, the next wave has already crashed into its tail, forming a seven-layered, continuous wave-like propulsion structure.

The near-perfect intention to ride the tide kept the waves as clear and transparent as glass. The naive water control technique of four years ago now surged with the weight of the deep sea abyss, much stronger than before.

Xiao Yi had already pulled He Qiang and the other seven back to the safe area in the attic.

He Qiang gripped the broken railing, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. Chu Youwei forgot to breathe, and Ji Boda's lips moved silently.

The remaining members of the Golden Generation in the attic had their eyes fixed on the turbulent battlefield of the Black Tide:

Xiaoyi's vine language is a silent scythe of death, its blade shattering inch by inch.

Chen Xiaojun's azure light was a pillar of divine punishment that burned away all filth, its radiance swaying violently under the encroachment of darkness.

Xixi's surfing is the immense will of the ocean, each impact causing space to groan in unbearable agony.

These three forces—one deathly still and desolate, one cold and pure, and one vast and deep blue—despite their distinct attributes, now displayed a chilling tacit understanding and precision under the immense pressure of the black tide.

The purification of the Azure Lotus Divine Light weakened the essence of the Black Tide, while the Death Entanglement of the Silent Vine Whisper continuously tore apart its structure, and the Thousand Waves of Tide-Riding advanced layer by layer from the gap, crushing it step by step!
This is the true significance of Chen Xiaojun, Xiaoyi, and the Sea Goddess Xixi.

He is at the Soul King level, yet he has already unleashed the power of a titled being?
However, a little while later...

The right sleeve of the small garment was shattered, and the vein patterns on the exposed forearm had turned a deathly gray.

Chen Xiaojun tore a three-centimeter gash in the tiger's mouth holding the sword, and fresh blood dripped down the dragon pattern on the sword blade into the pillar of light on the blue lotus.

The phantom of the sea god behind Xixi flickered, and the blood droplets spurting from her nose mingled with the turbulent currents.

The thirty-foot area between the three people was completely transformed into an energy graveyard.

The deathly scars of the vine language are expanding, the purification trajectory of the blue light is collapsing, and the deep-sea waves of the surging tide are torn open by the black tide.

However, the Kuroshio Current was also swept away by the three forces.

Fragments of Qiu Long's black robe burned and scattered in the storm, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.

Chen Xiaojun's pupils contracted: "It really is you! A member of the Yan family!"

(End of this chapter)